Author – the girl with one shoe
Me and my friends Caroline and Rachel are going to Tilt today. We are all in 10th grade. I got up, got dressed, got in my car and drove to Tilt. My friends were there waiting for me. I was a few minutes late and said sorry for being late. They said it’s fine and we walked in. We got are cards and started playing some games. That day I was wearing a red hoodie. Blue skinny jeans and high top grey converses. After a few games we then decided to play laser tag. As we walked in my friend Rachel says whoever loses has to give up their shoe for the whole week. We all said ok and started playing. After a few rounds I ended up losing. After we walked out of laser tag Rachel looked at me and said well, give us your shoe. I said no, please it’s a stupid bet but Rachel said a bets a bet. I said fine and bent down and untied my right converse and slipped it of revealing my purple ankle sock. I then handed my shoe to Rachel and she then put it in her bag from tilt and said you will see your shoe again in a week. Then she left along with Caroline leaving me in one shoe. I did not want to hop to cause to much attention to myself so I just walked like normal even though my was missing my right shoe. When I got to my car I looked at the bottom of my sock and it was already dirty. I then got in my car and drove home. The next day I had school and realized I have to go to school missing a shoe. After I got dressed I put on my left converse and looked down at my socked foot. Then I drove to school. When I got there everyone took notice as soon as I walked in the building. And to make matters worse my sock was bright yellow. I found Caroline and Rachel and said can I please have my shoe back. They said no, you agreed to the bet so you will get it back this Friday. I said fine and walked to class. In my first few classes everyone was asking me where my shoe was. I just told them I lost it in a bet. Halfway through the day my sock was really dirty with even a few hairs on the bottom. As the day went on my sock kept on getting dirty. Then finally the end of the day rolled around and I went home. When I got home my sock was almost back from dirt and full of hairs. I don’t know how I am going to survive this week at this rate.